After the cannon fodder sect accepted me as a disciple, all members ascended

Chapter 12 What magic does she have?
"Uh..." Realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag, Si Nian paused.

After rolling his eyes, he said confidently, "When I came here, I was sitting on a bird!"

"The higher you stand, the farther you can see. I saw him practicing with the sword."

"I've heard people say before that he practices the Way of Ruthlessness and is a cold-blooded person."

"But today, he seemed hesitant when drawing his sword. As a sword cultivator, he lacks the quickness, accuracy, and ruthlessness of a sword cultivator. Instead, his attacks were filled with indecision."

"This is because you can't admit your inner feelings."

Si Nian touched his nose guiltily.

In fact, in the original novel, the person she felt most sorry for was Lu Zhiming.

Born into a clan that has been refining weapons for generations, as the future successor, he has no talent for refining weapons at all.

But I am the softest-hearted person and have been suppressed since childhood.

He was forced to grow from a pure, kind and cute little puppy into a ruthless fake tough guy.

Later, he met the heroine and was willing to become the sharpest sword in her hand.

Even though I was clearly hesitant and unwilling to do something, because of the teachings I received since childhood, I would never say no even if I had to grit my teeth.

In the end, he ended up dead and disappeared.

Thinking of this, Si Nian couldn't help but shook his head.

The man next to him was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

She knew... She actually... could see the crux of the problem just by looking at it from a distance?
The hands hanging by the side of the body were clenched tightly.

After Si Nian finished sighing, she saw that he was still standing there.

A little impatiently, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I..." The man came back to his senses after hearing Si Nian's words.

"Master... Oh, Senior Brother Mingchen was worried that you didn't know how to open the restrictions of your residence, so he asked me to teach you."

Restrictions on residence?
It's just a thatched hut, are you still afraid of thieves?
Maybe the place where thieves live is better than here!
Although she thought so, Si Nian still followed the man with a smile on her face until he finished everything and left.

As soon as the door is closed, the shop is closed.

Go to sleep!
*
After Ming Chen finished counting the list of new disciples, he saw the man who had just been with Si Nian sitting in his cave in a daze.

His expression remained calm as he prepared to arrange the names of the names in his hand one by one.

Yun Danfengqing: "Have you explained everything?"

As Mingchen finished speaking, the man nodded.

At this moment, the originally ordinary appearance suddenly began to deform.

Almost instantly, a tall and strong man wearing a black robe with dark patterns and swirling light appeared.

The dark red waist belt makes his shoulders and waist look even more broad and strong.

Besides the coldness, there was also a hint of confusion on his perfect and handsome face.

"What's wrong? Zhiming?"

Seeing that his expression was not right, Mingchen asked.

Lu Zhiming hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Big Brother, among this group of new disciples, Si Nian... do you know?"

Mingchen, who was originally placing the booklet, suddenly stopped.

Why is it her again?
What kind of magic power does Si Nian have that can make Yu Jiaojiao, who never listens to others, stunned?

Now Lu Zhiming, who never likes to speak actively, actually asked her for the first time?
"I know, what's wrong?"

"What is her...cultivation?"

"It seems like he has just practiced the first level of Qi."

"Practicing Qi... How could it be possible that I have just started practicing Qi? Just by practicing Qi, you can already see where my problem lies at a glance?" Lu Zhiming murmured in a low voice.

Seeing this, Mingchen frowned slightly.

"What happened to her?"

"nothing."

Lu Zhiming stood up and took two steps outside when he suddenly turned his head.

He confidently reached out to Mingchen, "Disguise Talisman."

Mingchen sighed silently. He had long been accustomed to Lu Zhiming's behavior of only taking but never expressing gratitude.

They personally taught four people in total.

Second Junior Sister Yu Jiaojiao has a hot temper. She usually either raises spirit beasts of all sizes, or runs around with strange-looking spirit beasts.

Third Junior Brother Lu Zhiming seemed quite normal, except for being quiet. That was fine, but the key was that he particularly liked to hide his true self.

Many times Mingchen suspected that his second junior brother was a fugitive!

There is also the fourth junior brother Wei Yi... Well, he's just an idiot, so let's not mention him.

As the eldest brother, facing this group of scattered people, it is really difficult for him to do anything...

"How much does it cost this time?"

"About twenty."

Mingchen's expression froze, "Why are there so many?"

Lu Zhiming didn't hide it, "I want to sneak into the outer sect."

"Listen and learn."

*
When the Wuji Sect's disciples first enter the outer sect, they are given all-round training.

Only after entering the inner gate can you decide the next direction of practice based on your personal strengths.

After almost a month of study, Si Nian just wanted to sigh.

Who says that the world of cultivating immortals is a group of immortal men and women who are in the name of saving the world but are actually in love?
A morning spent on talisman formations and spells, an afternoon on mixing pills...

It’s a complete immortal cultivation version of physics, chemistry, biology and traditional Chinese medicine!

In addition, he got up early to wield the sword to keep fit, so when he heard her heart was as hard as cement, he had no feelings at all.

Even the desire for money has been reduced by two points.

Otherwise, people always say that those who cultivate immortality have no desires or demands...

There is no time at all!

Fortunately, she was doing geological exploration before she traveled here.

To her, those talisman arrays were like receivers that received the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Not long after he started studying, he had already built a spirit gathering array for himself according to what was written in the book.

Make the spiritual energy around the thatched house flow more quickly and freely.

As long as she stayed at the center of the formation, she could absorb spiritual energy freely, whether she was sleeping, eating, or playing games.

In less than a month, she had already advanced from the first level of Qi training to the tenth level.

Almost there, you can build the foundation.

This is the lazy person’s own way of cultivation.

Si Nian was walking towards his thatched hut with heavy steps.

Hongqiao's sarcastic voice came from behind again.

"Are you going back to sleep again?"

Si Nian turned around and saw Hong Qiao looking at him with sidelong eyes. He yawned and nodded shyly.

"really."

"Oh, you're not ambitious! All you think about every day is sleeping! Did you know that tomorrow is the day the elders come to us to select the inner disciples and personal disciples?"

"You haven't performed well in any of the recent assessments."

"If you don't stay up all night and work hard, forget about being my personal disciple. Be careful, you won't even be able to become an inner disciple tomorrow!"

Hongqiao is as sharp-tongued as ever.

Strangely enough, every cultivator must have his or her own strengths and weaknesses.

This is particularly evident in assessments.

After all, talent is like a peony planted on a carriage; it cannot be hidden.

But Si Nian showed an extremely equal...ordinary attitude towards every category.

But every subject is stuck on the edge of the worst and the ordinary in time.

Si Nian curled his lips and didn't take it seriously.

Personally taught? She doesn't care!

As long as she is not among the last few, she will at least be able to get the status of an inner disciple.

"Don't worry, I'm not in the last few places, am I?"

Just as he finished speaking, a man wearing an extremely ill-fitting outer disciple uniform walked up to Si Nian.

He took out a booklet from his arms and stuffed it into Si Nian's arms without saying a word.

　Lu Zhiming: My good intentions
　　
　
(End of this chapter)